Chapter 462: She's a Trustworthy Person

Chapter 462: She's a Trustworthy Person

Uh, three million Pei Yuan Dan.

Thinking of one, Pei Yuan Dan can be sold for 100,000 yuan, Mengyu is a little sweaty.

I have to say that Mengyu was fed by the 50,000 merit points obtained by defeating the Song Yun court last time, and I feel that 1,000 merit is not much.

The main reason is that the thunder system exercise requires too many merit points, so Meng Yu feels that it is a bit small to get a thousand merit points after destroying this scourge this time.

After eliminating the thing that sucked popularity, Mengyu entered the room of the eldest son of the old man and fed him a Pei Yuan Dan to supplement his anger that was sucked out.

Seeing that the person's face had a human color, he used the Five Elements Fan to collect the formation and let the people outside in.

As soon as she saw Lao Tu and the others, Mengyu's divine sense swept over, and sure enough, she found that the microbes on those people were all dead.

"Already?" asked the old man eagerly.

Mengyu nodded: "It's over, I'm leaving." With that, he walked quickly. After a few paces, there was no one to be seen.

The old man hurriedly entered the house, and saw that although the eldest son inside was still asleep, his face was already bloody, and he knew at a glance that he was simply sleeping.

Just as he was hesitating to wake him up, the child had already run over and shook his father's hand: "Dad, get up and play with Ah Mao." ”

Lao Tu was about to stop it, but he found that his eldest son's eyelashes moved a few times, and then he opened his eyes and looked at a room of people: "You-why are you all gathered here?"

Seeing that his eldest son was really good, Lao Tu immediately burst into tears: "Ah Zhen, you are finally well, it's really good." ”

Ah Zhen wondered: "What's wrong with me?"

His younger brother hurriedly stepped forward: "Big brother, you have been in a coma for half a month, fortunately, Abba invited a master to come back and save you." ”

He told him how Abba had brought people back today, how he had received his three arrows, how he had promised to heal him, what would happen if he didn't, how he had driven them out of the courtyard until they came in just now, and so on.

He suddenly remembered something: "Oh, Abba, she promised us 20,000 yuan." He rushed out.

Lao Tu shook his head: "It's good that our family can be reborn, and we still want the 20,000 yuan." ”

Ah Zhen frowned: "Abba, did you give her all the Ming Weapons accumulated by our ancestors?"

The old man nodded: "Yes, we won't be touching gold in the future." ”

Ah Zhen was still a little puzzled: "However, this is the livelihood handed down by our ancestors, what do you do if you don't do touching the golden school?"

"We can learn to do business, do coolies, and even, go back to our hometown to farm, as long as the people are still there, what can't we do?"

"But—"

"No, but, I have already sworn on behalf of our family, if I do it again, it will be a disaster!" said the old man.

At this moment, the old boy shouted loudly in the yard: "Abba, come out quickly!"

The whole family, including Ah Zhen, who had just gotten out of bed, ran out, only to see the young man standing next to the four large boxes, looking excited.

"What's wrong?"

The youngest son picked up the money from the box: "Here, it's all money!"

Old-fashioned: "Oh, she left the 20,000 yuan? ”

The youngest son: "Daddy, it's not 20,000, it's 100,000!"

Lao Tu couldn't believe it, and hurriedly ran to the front of the box, looking at the banknotes, a layer of wetness slowly appeared in his eyes.